Abe paused looking hurt, and asked if they did
not deserve everything he was calling down upon them.
'Yes, yes,' urged Craig; 'but that is not our business.'
'Well! so I reckoned,' replied Abe, recognising the limitations of the
cloth; 'you ain't used to it, and you can't be expected to do it; but it
just makes me feel good--let out o' school like--to properly do 'em up,
the blank, blank,' and off he went again. It was only under the pressure
of Mr. Craig's prayers and commands that he finally agreed 'to hold in,
though it was tough.'
'What's to be done?' asked Shaw.
'Nothing,' answered Craig bitterly. He was exhausted with his long ride
from the Landing, and broken with bitter disappointment over the ruin of
all that he had laboured so long to accomplish.
'Nonsense,' said Graeme; 'there's a good deal to do.'
It was agreed that Craig should remain with Nixon while the others of us
should gather up what fragments we could find of the broken League. We
had just opened the door, when we met a man striding up at a great pace.
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